With Grant's face turned pale, my heart skipped a beat.

"Grant, what's the trouble? Could it be that my new film was announced to be banned without submitting for review!?" I stood up with wide eyes and wide open.

Grant pressed me and smiled: "This is not the problem. What I said is Sister Sando."

"Miss Sando, what's wrong with her?" I said strangely.

This old woman won't be in trouble with me again this time.

Seeing me in anger, Grant whispered: "Since you started promoting, Sister Sando said that she hated audio movies very much, saying that audio movies destroyed the art of films and the souls of depravity. In short, she was very dissatisfied with your movie."

"I asked her to mess with her!" I could no longer sit still, stood up from the sofa and pointed at Grant and almost cursed: "Grant, look at the good things you did, we filmmakers handed you such important censorship power, and you made such a character in it. Now she doesn't let go of almost every movie. In the long run, Hollywood movies will make a big deal! I protest!"

Grant shrugged helplessly: "Andre, it's useless to get angry at me. When I was selecting personnel, this old woman acted very kind and kind with connotations. Who would have thought that as soon as she entered the Executive Board, she would completely change her appearance."

I ignored Grant, holding the cup and lowering my head and just caring about drinking tea.

"Andre, don't be too angry, you haven't been submitted for trial yet, maybe you can pass the test smoothly." Grant comforted me.

We were chatting, and Hayes pushed the door and walked in. He was very happy to see me sitting inside.

"Andre, are you back?! Come here to submit for trial?! OK OK, I'll call the people from the Executive Board now." Hayes shook my hand and was about to go out.

"Mr. Hayes, I'm not really hereby for trial this time." I stopped him with a smile.

"Not for trial?! Then why are you here?" Hayes looked at me again and joked.

I shrugged: "Isn't that movie an audio movie? There are no corresponding screening equipment here, so I would like to invite you guys from the Executive Board to go to DreamWorks for on-site review."

"By the way, I forgot that you are an audio movie. Okay, we will go whenever you have time." Hayes was very enthusiastic about me.

"We are free at any time, so let's do it, tomorrow morning, and tomorrow morning in our company's small screening room, how about it?"

Hayes nodded: "That's great. I haven't been to your company for a long time."

The three of us sat down again and chatted for a while, and I said to Hayes: "I heard that Sister Sando has any objections to my movie?"

Hayes looked at Grant and knew that Grant had told me the matter.

"This woman had already spoken when you started filming. Andre, did you have a grudge with her?" Hays asked in wonder.

I almost jumped up: "Mr. Hayes, she is an old nun. I am a moviemaker. I can't even fight anything. How could I make enemies with her!"

"Then she seems so special and doesn't buy your account!" Hayes and Grant asked in unison.

"How do I know! Maybe it's because I'm too handsome." I smiled bitterly twice.

"Andre, this review may be different from your last time. Because it is an audio movie, many people in the Executive Board cannot understand it. They are hostile to this emerging technology. Sister Sando took the opportunity to win over a group of people. The team is much stronger than last time. You must be prepared accordingly." Hayes reminded me earnestly.

"Will she ban my movies again?" I said in an atmosphere.

Hayes shook his head: "It is unlikely that the ban on the screening is banned. She also knows your influence. If the ban on the screening of your film, even the fans will not agree, but they probably need to delete your film."

"Delete?! It doesn't taste like that if my movie moves a shot! Mr. Hayes, we have been friends for such a long time, you should know me very well." I said anxiously.

Hayes solemnly said: "Grant and I firmly support you. Don't worry, we will do our best!"

Looking at Hayes and Grant's solemn expressions, I nodded secretly.

As soon as I came out of the city, I did not return to the company immediately, but asked Holkina to drive to John Ford's house.

When he arrived at the door of Ford's small villa, Ford was mowing the lawn in the yard. When he saw me get out of the car, he put down the tools in his hand and rushed over.

"Mr. Corleon, what wind has blown you to me." Ford quickly invited me into the yard.

We didn't enter the room and chatted on the lawn in the yard. I sat in a chair and had coffee, and Ford continued to trim his flowers and plants.

"Mr. Corleon, are you okay with me?" Ford turned his head and asked with a smile.

"What do you think of audio movies?" My question made Ford stunned.

Ford scratched his head: "Audio movie? Is it your new movie?"

"right."

“I’m talking about voice

I don’t know much, but I heard that this kind of movie has many disadvantages. It costs a lot of money to screen and repair, which is a thankless thing." Ford told the truth.

I shook my head: "I didn't ask you all this. What I asked is what you think of the audio movie itself?"

Ford understood what I meant and thought for a while, "I think this kind of movie is not as useless as many people imagine. If the characters on the screen can speak, I think the movie will become closer to life, and the addition of sound can greatly expand the meaning of the movie. I was reading your "The Montage" recently. You mentioned in the book that sound can also form tension with the picture and form a new montage. I think there is a lot of room for audio movies to develop."

Ford's words made me very satisfied.

The reason why I am satisfied is not because I was shooting audio movies and he said good things about audio movies, but because he was satisfied that he could have such insights. If in later generations, you would just ask someone on the street to ask him if audio movies are good, he would definitely say it is good, but it is not like this now. He is repulsive to audio movies and thinks that it is a destruction of the art of films. It is not only the idea of ​​many ordinary people, but also among many famous directors and excellent film workers.

Chaplin is the representative of the strong rejection of filmmakers for audio films.

However, for Chaplin, he himself may also know that audio films are an amazing progress compared to silent films. The reason why he rejects them is different from the pure development of film art for many people. For Chaplin, his performances rely purely on physical performance. This performance method, panoramic silent films are the best interpreters. Once there is a sound, Chaplin's films will become very strange. Therefore, in history, Chaplin made ruthless mockery and abuse of audio films and filmmakers engaged in audio films, and attacked them on various occasions. In this regard, I don't like his style.

I'm very satisfied with Ford's insight.

"Ford, have you ever thought about directing an audio movie?" I smiled.

Ford spread his hands: "Mr. Corleon, don't joke about me. I just want to shoot, and the boss in the company won't let me shoot. First, I haven't shot the extreme, and second, even if the filming is not taken, I don't know if I can make the cost back."

Ford looked at me meaningfully: "So, we have focused our eyes on you. Once you succeed and you become a pioneer, we can go down your path. Mr. Corleon, you must not fail!"

I smiled and waved my hand and said, "I guess I might be going to suffer this time."

"Why?! Isn't the movie not released yet?! And with your influence, this problem shouldn't occur!?" Ford threw the tool in his hand on the ground and walked across from me.

"This movie is not submitted for review yet. To be precise, people from the Code Executive Board will go to DreamWorks for on-site review tomorrow morning."

"Then how did you know you're going to be a disaster?" Ford thought I was joking with him.

"Of course I know. Today I and I asked Grant. He told me that Sister Sando in the Executive Board had been dissatisfied with me for a long time, and had attracted a large number of people to claim to delete my movies. You know, my movies are basically difficult to modify after they are edited. If she deleted too much, it would definitely destroy the artistic aesthetics inside. Who would still want to watch such a broken movie? If I fall, the road to audio movies will probably be cut off." I sighed deeply.

Ford roared suddenly: "It's this old woman again! I'm so angry!"

"Why, she has also found you a fault?" I said in surprise.

Ford cursed: "This old woman who knows how to pick on her all day long, I don't know if she has a grudge against men or movies. She has to delete and reduce almost every movie. My last movie, on an hour-long set, was cut by her for more than twenty minutes, which almost made me stop. If I hadn't filmed more, I wouldn't have even had a way to remedy it! This old woman is so good at harming people! How could Hayes and Grant get such a person in there?!"

I sighed and said, "There is no way, people have power, we are just young directors, what can we do?"

After saying that, I looked at Ford secretly and saw that his face was already red and sweating red. I knew my plan and it would be realized immediately.

"There is no way!? Why can't we do it?! The power of the Executive Board is given by us filmmakers. They do something that only harms Hollywood and has no advantages for movies. We can protest, and we can remove them like the parliament will remove them! Mr. Corleon, don't worry, if your movie is treated unfairly, our directors association will stand on your side to protest to them." Ford was so angry that his stomach was pounding.

I felt happy, but my face pretended to be helpless: "Ford, the power of the Directors Association is too small and I don't take it seriously at all."

"Who says we have little power?! Since the establishment of the Harvey Awards judging committee led by Grant, the Directors Association has grown like a snowball, and we and the screenwriters have also developed and developed.

The relationship between the Actors Association, the Photography Association, the Producers Association and other branches of various branches has long caused public outrage among filmmakers. For so long, there is only one person missing to lead everyone to rebel. I think it would be fine if they are fair to you this time. If they still pick bones in eggs like before, it is very likely that it will become the fuse for the collective outbreak of Hollywood filmmakers! Mr. Corleon, our filmmakers support you, with your influence, the audience will support you. This time we will do it with a big vote, and drive this old woman back to the monastery to ring the bell!" Ford clenched his fists, and his facial features were distorted due to excitement.

Seeing that my plan had been almost done, I stood up and said to Ford, "Okay! I feel so excited when you say that. This time I have made my best efforts and fight with that old woman. From time to time, I will die if she dies!"

Ford held my hand tightly: "Mr. Corleon, you are our hope, we will not watch our hopes be shattered!"

"Okay! I'm going back and ready!" I smiled.

Ford sent me to the door: "Mr. Corleon, I will start to contact other association leaders immediately. Don't worry, we will support you!"

After coming out of Ford's house, I got into the car. Before the car started, I heard Holkina in front of me burst into laughter.

"Holkina, why are you laughing at?!" I asked curiously.

"I laughed at Mr. Ford just now. Boss, I find you are quite cunning now." Holgina turned her head and looked at me.

"Oh, why am I cunning? Tell me." I was amused by this little hoof.

Holgina pouted: "Look, the purpose of your search for Mr. Ford was to let their filmmakers stand on your side to support you, right?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"But you didn't tell them directly to ask them to help you, but instead took the initiative to make Mr. Ford talk, and in turn made him feel that you have helped them a lot. Boss, isn't this cunning, or what?!" Holgina smiled proudly.

I didn't answer her, but looked out the window and laughed.

"Boss, your approach reminds me of what happened when I was a child." Holkina said lightly.

"What happened when you were a child?"

"When I was a child, I heard my grandfather tell many stories. These stories are basically stories about him doing business with Chinese people. Your approach is similar to those of Chinese people." Holkina said seriously.

I laughed, Holkina was right, this is the unique skill of us Chinese.

"What, boss, am I wrong?" Holgina said embarrassedly when she saw me laughing behind me and she wiped her tears.

"You're right, you're right. Holkina, if you want to survive in Hollywood, you can't survive without some means, do you know?"

Holkina nodded heavily: "I know, it's like hunting. If you want to hit a fox, you have to be more cunning than a fox!"

We were hilarious along the way, and when we returned to the company, we were just in time for dinner.

After dinner, I asked Munau to take someone to clean and arrange the small screening room, and then called Gans and Yassel over.

"Boss, no, right?! That old woman is going to cause trouble for us again?!" After I told Gans and the others about these things, Gans jumped up all of a sudden.

"Don't do it, boss, ask Bao Ji to send someone to do her!" Gans was so angry that his teeth were itchy and made a murderous gesture.

"You boy has become the same virtue as my second brother! You have made Sister Sando, and she has become a saint. I will suffer if you are the eldest!" I glanced at Gans and said angrily.
To be continued...